lirik lagu guerilla maab – work somethin
[dougie d]
one time for your mind, now get this b-tch crunk
let me see you throw the deuce for your hood, if you ain’t no punk
who scared you scared, h-ll naw how we bucked
we be bout it bout it and rowdy, and knocking in the trunk
creased up pieced up, sipping on a cup of drank
while these b-tches popping they p-ssy, and twerking blowing dank
all my b-tches on the flo’, watch a n-gg- body rock
so thoed up in the game, and we leaving hoes in shock
c-walking cross the flo’, and sliding down on you hoes
(bia-bia), get your hands off of my diamonds and my gold
throwing bows on you hoes, the maab enough to get it hype
steady body rocking and shocking, all through the f-cking night
let me see your tongue ring, b-tch you know that’s what i like
cause there ain’t nothing, but nasty little thoughts up on my mind
wide up up in this b-tch, and we fin to shut the do’
ain’t n-body leaving up out of here, till i see you hoes
[hook x2]
work something, twerk something don’t stop
all my n-gg-s throw the deuce up, if you representing your block
work something, twerk something don’t stop
all my b-tches on the floor, watch a n-gg- body rock
[swab]
you’ve got to, work some-thing
third coast, let’s get it jumping
it’s time to, let our nuts hang
so b-tch get out the way
if you ain’t talking bout working something
and twerking something, yeeah
guerilla maab will do you, run right through you
like i said, get out the way
cause all we wanna see you do is
[hook x2]
[trae]
picture me coming round the corner
more fly, than boppers on choppers
that’s why these n-gg-s, gon knock us
but ain’t no way they gon stop us
guerilla maab we put it on you, from france to california
we street made block roamers, with a gray on blue toner
on slab or foreign cars, so n-gg-s we don’t barre
and if they wanna plex, then we gon straight up bring a war
we self made millionaires, so act like you know
we slamming do’s on 4’s, when body rocking the road
and i’m about to explode, when a n-gg- starts to get hyper
doing it everytime, walking on bops on jock and i’ma wear no get her shine
a three-wheel sw-ng abuser, and a three time straight bruiser
better believe i ain’t no punk, you better move like luda
i’m a guerilla fight thug type, when i’m sliding past hoes
with a baddest b-tch that’s shaking her -ss, and steady dropping it to the
flo’
throwing bows on n-gg-s, to keep this motherf-cker crunk
like ten 18’s in the trunk, sw-nging on screwed up funk
[hook x4]
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